Author Note: WOW!!! I didn't realize my other chapters were so short.
Sorry bout that. I'll try to make this one longer:) Also I think they are
just good friends in my story. Sorry bout the portrayal of Scarlet..It's
just one of many. I didn't mean any offense( Thanks for the reviews
everyone.
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HOW COULD THEY KNOW
The dark smog floated across the once blue skies, and dimmed the sun to a brown huge. A few crows were flying here and there scouting for their next meal. The silent streets of Midgar reflected the tense atmosphere of the Shnira HQ like a mirror. An air of excitement pricked the air around the SOLDIER barracks and drifted from room to room. Each held men exchanging nervous yet silent glances, waiting to embark on the glory known as war. Merely one word that could fling their lives into bloody chaos against their fellow man. Silence hung heavily in the air, only interrupted by an occasional shuffling of feat or sniffling of noses.
It seemed to the men that they had been waiting for decades when the door to the main hall slowly opened. Every dead shifted upwards to face the shattered silence clad in black and adorned with silver. He raised his emerald eyes to scan over the anxious troops.
The tall man deeply inhaled and held his breath for a moment, but that moment seemed to last forever. A smiled tugged at the corners of his mouth as he opened it. A single word escaped. "War," he said.
The men jumped up and began to cheer wildly. To each one of them, this was a chance to prove them selves. To become heroes, and maybe even one day become like the great Sephiroth. Everyone excited began bragging, and talking among each other. Joyfully sharing tales of family members that had been in soldier, girlfriends that would simply swoon to know their boy was going off to war, and any other tale you can imagine.
As quickly as he had entered, Sephiroth departed the jubilee, but the shouts could still be heard from outside. He smiled and shook his head. "I remember when I had my first mission," Sephiroth fondly remembered, but his memories were cut short by a yelling behind him.
"Boy, you sure know how to stir them up," Zack commented jovially as he jogged up to keep stride with the tall general.
"I guess so," Sephiroth replied a broad grin gracing his fair face.
"Well but I suppose that is one of the reasons that you are the general," coolly stated Zack.
"That among many others," said Sephiroth in a joking manner.
"Oh and of course your modesty is right up there as well," Zack said sarcasm dripping from every word. Sephiroth glanced sideways at Zack and then sent a hard punch careening into his arm.
"Ouchies," Zack whined rubbing his arm "Gosh dang it!" Zack stopped thinking of a good way to repay Sephiroth for his act of kindness.
"Hurry up or we'll be late for the meeting, and you know how the president gets," stated Sephiroth. He quickened his pace and hid a triumphant smile from his comrade.
"I don't know how he always manages to get away with it," Zack mused to himself.
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Sephiroth and Zack entered the conference room on the 65th floor. They each pulled up a large leather office chair around the ovular table. Sephiroth glanced around and discovered that they were the last ones to arrive. The President Shinra, Scarlet, Heidigger, Palmer, Professor Hojo, and various other staff members were already in their proper positions.
"Let us begin the meeting already," belted Heidigger. Zack flinched a little in his chair. He never seemed to grow accustomed to that low booming voice.
"Good Good," retorted Palmer.
"Excellent idea," stated Scarlet.
"Very well then," stated Shinra. "You all know why you are hear I presume," he glanced around at the other board members and all solemnly nodded, "good that saves me time. The Wutain federation is being extremely obstinate. We need access to their land, and they simply aren't permitting it. I don't know about the rest of you, but I consider thirteen soldier member's death a little more than a coincidence. We must take action, and take it now." President Shinra took a dramatic pause to let his words sink in. "I would assume there are no objections to our plans then," he glanced around the room and was answered only by silence. "Alright then, Scarlet the floor is yours." He kicked back in his chair and lit up a large cigar and puffed away at it.
Scarlet stood up and dusted herself off. She cleared her throat and began her presentation.
"Thank you President. I am pleased to announce that the plans for the new weapon, Omega 16, is coming along swimmingly. If all goes according to plan, it will be ready for use midway through the war," she gave a nod and sat back down crossing her slender legs delicately.
"I do believe that is all for now gentlemen," Scarlet let out a cough, "and ladies," correct President Shinra. "You are all dismissed."
Each member of the counsel slowly rose to their feet and made their way to the large double doors. One by one, everybody exited the office, all that is except for one. The lanky professor, shrouded in a white lab coat remained.
"The fools. All of them," scoffed president Shinra. "All so eager to prance off to the war. All hungry for justice and honor," the mocking words seemed to hang heavily in the air. Loudly ringing, but falling short of any other's ears.
"So then we are proceeding as planned," questioned Hojo a malicious glint flashing in his eyes.
"Of course! Why wouldn't we?" said President Shinra coldly. "Double the men's mako intake."
"Double! I thought you said only to.."
"Never mind what I said then. This is what I say now!" shouted Shinra.
"It would be my pleasure," said Hojo bowing and walking towards the door. His hand hit the cold medal handle and his lips twisted into a cruel smirk. He twisted the nob and left the president alone.
"The fools," the president repeated to himself, " They don't even know," he stopped seemingly shocked at his own words. His eyes glistened and he look down out of his bay window. His malicious eyes happened upon two soldiers. One tall and clad in black, his silver locks and trench coat bellowing behind him in the wind, and the other shorter and adorned with wild tufts of black her. An almost insane grin whipped over his face and his body became racked with repressed laughter. He turned around and walked towards his desk. His hand came to rest on a manilla folder with TOP SECRET printed upon it's face.
"But..how could they know," he whispered quietly as he placed the folder within his desk.
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HOW COULD THEY KNOW
The dark smog floated across the once blue skies, and dimmed the sun to a brown huge. A few crows were flying here and there scouting for their next meal. The silent streets of Midgar reflected the tense atmosphere of the Shnira HQ like a mirror. An air of excitement pricked the air around the SOLDIER barracks and drifted from room to room. Each held men exchanging nervous yet silent glances, waiting to embark on the glory known as war. Merely one word that could fling their lives into bloody chaos against their fellow man. Silence hung heavily in the air, only interrupted by an occasional shuffling of feat or sniffling of noses.
It seemed to the men that they had been waiting for decades when the door to the main hall slowly opened. Every dead shifted upwards to face the shattered silence clad in black and adorned with silver. He raised his emerald eyes to scan over the anxious troops.
The tall man deeply inhaled and held his breath for a moment, but that moment seemed to last forever. A smiled tugged at the corners of his mouth as he opened it. A single word escaped. "War," he said.
The men jumped up and began to cheer wildly. To each one of them, this was a chance to prove them selves. To become heroes, and maybe even one day become like the great Sephiroth. Everyone excited began bragging, and talking among each other. Joyfully sharing tales of family members that had been in soldier, girlfriends that would simply swoon to know their boy was going off to war, and any other tale you can imagine.
As quickly as he had entered, Sephiroth departed the jubilee, but the shouts could still be heard from outside. He smiled and shook his head. "I remember when I had my first mission," Sephiroth fondly remembered, but his memories were cut short by a yelling behind him.
"Boy, you sure know how to stir them up," Zack commented jovially as he jogged up to keep stride with the tall general.
"I guess so," Sephiroth replied a broad grin gracing his fair face.
"Well but I suppose that is one of the reasons that you are the general," coolly stated Zack.
"That among many others," said Sephiroth in a joking manner.
"Oh and of course your modesty is right up there as well," Zack said sarcasm dripping from every word. Sephiroth glanced sideways at Zack and then sent a hard punch careening into his arm.
"Ouchies," Zack whined rubbing his arm "Gosh dang it!" Zack stopped thinking of a good way to repay Sephiroth for his act of kindness.
"Hurry up or we'll be late for the meeting, and you know how the president gets," stated Sephiroth. He quickened his pace and hid a triumphant smile from his comrade.
"I don't know how he always manages to get away with it," Zack mused to himself.
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Sephiroth and Zack entered the conference room on the 65th floor. They each pulled up a large leather office chair around the ovular table. Sephiroth glanced around and discovered that they were the last ones to arrive. The President Shinra, Scarlet, Heidigger, Palmer, Professor Hojo, and various other staff members were already in their proper positions.
"Let us begin the meeting already," belted Heidigger. Zack flinched a little in his chair. He never seemed to grow accustomed to that low booming voice.
"Good Good," retorted Palmer.
"Excellent idea," stated Scarlet.
"Very well then," stated Shinra. "You all know why you are hear I presume," he glanced around at the other board members and all solemnly nodded, "good that saves me time. The Wutain federation is being extremely obstinate. We need access to their land, and they simply aren't permitting it. I don't know about the rest of you, but I consider thirteen soldier member's death a little more than a coincidence. We must take action, and take it now." President Shinra took a dramatic pause to let his words sink in. "I would assume there are no objections to our plans then," he glanced around the room and was answered only by silence. "Alright then, Scarlet the floor is yours." He kicked back in his chair and lit up a large cigar and puffed away at it.
Scarlet stood up and dusted herself off. She cleared her throat and began her presentation.
"Thank you President. I am pleased to announce that the plans for the new weapon, Omega 16, is coming along swimmingly. If all goes according to plan, it will be ready for use midway through the war," she gave a nod and sat back down crossing her slender legs delicately.
"I do believe that is all for now gentlemen," Scarlet let out a cough, "and ladies," correct President Shinra. "You are all dismissed."
Each member of the counsel slowly rose to their feet and made their way to the large double doors. One by one, everybody exited the office, all that is except for one. The lanky professor, shrouded in a white lab coat remained.
"The fools. All of them," scoffed president Shinra. "All so eager to prance off to the war. All hungry for justice and honor," the mocking words seemed to hang heavily in the air. Loudly ringing, but falling short of any other's ears.
"So then we are proceeding as planned," questioned Hojo a malicious glint flashing in his eyes.
"Of course! Why wouldn't we?" said President Shinra coldly. "Double the men's mako intake."
"Double! I thought you said only to.."
"Never mind what I said then. This is what I say now!" shouted Shinra.
"It would be my pleasure," said Hojo bowing and walking towards the door. His hand hit the cold medal handle and his lips twisted into a cruel smirk. He twisted the nob and left the president alone.
"The fools," the president repeated to himself, " They don't even know," he stopped seemingly shocked at his own words. His eyes glistened and he look down out of his bay window. His malicious eyes happened upon two soldiers. One tall and clad in black, his silver locks and trench coat bellowing behind him in the wind, and the other shorter and adorned with wild tufts of black her. An almost insane grin whipped over his face and his body became racked with repressed laughter. He turned around and walked towards his desk. His hand came to rest on a manilla folder with TOP SECRET printed upon it's face.
"But..how could they know," he whispered quietly as he placed the folder within his desk.